I'm not sure just how long I slept, but I know it's late when I wake up.

Glancing at the clock only confirms it…it reads just after noon.

I start freaking out…I've slept way too late and lord knows I should have been up hours ago to take care of Evangeline.

I jump out of bed and run to her nursery, but stop short when I see the scene in front of me.

Edward…sitting in the rocker, with Eva in his arms as he hums her a lullaby.

"How…how long have you been here?" I ask him nervously.

"I stayed over last night…in the guest room. You needed a break, and I was more than happy to help."

I start feeling guilty about leaving him to care for my baby, but he must be able to tell what I'm thinking when he tells me not to feel bad about it, that it's okay to need a break once in a while.

Once he settles Eva into her crib for a nap, we head down to the kitchen where he makes us both some lunch.

I can't help but enjoy having him here.

The house doesn't seem so lonely, and it's nice being taken care of for a change.

Especially since it's always been me taking care of everyone else for so long.

After we finish eating, we finally talk about the elephant in the room…my meltdown last night.

I try to tell him that while I'm sorry for exploding the way I did, that I'm not sorry for what I've said.

He surprises me when he agrees with me, tells me that I should have said it all a long time ago.

We talk about what happened after I went to bed, and how his family has agreed to give me some space for a while.

But the last thing he tells me…I was never expecting, and honestly, don't know how to process it, because it's happened so damn fast.

"So it'd decided then," Edward says to me, a quirky smile on his face. "I'll be moving in with you."